Friday, April 18, 2014

Saturday, April 18, 1868 - "He fetched up the papers."

It is not so warm to day. I was Boiling sap to day. It snowed some to day. Frank was up on the hill to day. Jim is home to night. Thare was a cow comin to day. A. Liddle was down to Brushland to day. He fetched up the papers. D. Gill was in here to night.

Dickens gives his farewell readings in New York this week. He is supposed to be the greatest novel writer out. He is an Englishman. Europe.
France. Nepoleon

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